Let it never be said, the romance is dead 'Cos there?s so little else occupying my head There is nothing I need except the function to breathe But I?m
So everything is average nowadays Everything is average nowadays But everyone would do it if they can When everything is going down the pan When everyone
We went to the youth club And we looked out of place I didn't know where to look So I looked at your face But you were a boxing champ And I was a weakling
I can prove anything I'll make you admit again and again That I can prove anything The way that it's read again and again And it's only 'cos you came
I'm just waiting for The man to come with all my things And I'm just waiting for Another man to take it all And it's not hard to tell That I learnt my
I remember nights out when we were young They weren't very good, they were rubbish Running round Highroyds isn't fun Just teenagers testing their courage
I won't be the one to disappoint you anymore And I know I've said all this and that you've heard it all before The trick is getting you to think that
There are many things that I would be proud of If I'd only invented them such as the wheel The washing machine and the tumble dryer On these inventions
Well, it starts as a joke like a stick in the spokes Or removing the bolt from the brakes Then the bicycle flips crushing ribs smashing hips And he broke
None of the buildings even look the same And underneath them all the shops have changed I don't pretend they're in a lot more pains Stocking much too
I can't do it any quicker I don't want it any slicker As far as the eye can see Is miles and miles of icy sea So try your best And think about it later
I can just imagine you and me Running out of steam, going through the motions And I have no idea how you know When I dip my toes in other people's oceans
Didn't expect any of this But it's really nice Didn't want you to cause a fuss But it feels alive So thank you very much It's really nice to know That
All I hear is voices in the crowd Though they only whisper though they frown People saying oh it's such a shame Still they only look to pass the blame
just like seventies goofballs he's waiting on last calls well listen to method man 'cause if you leave on the last line don't leave on the ground
Where, Braving Angry Winter's Storms (Robert Burns) Where, braving angry winter's storms, The lofty Ochils rise, Far in their
: Je n'ai jamais su te mentir Tu connais tout de mes soupirs A quoi bon vouloir tout nier Tu sais tout de la verite Tu n'as que faire de mes regrets
: Tes yeux, tes levres Je ne peux, je ne veux Plus jamais m'en passer Quelle est la fievre Dis quel est donc le nom De l'effet que tu fais Quel est